Sunday, 10 May 2009

  • It's ALL You

    To all of the mothers in my readership: Happy Mother's Day.



    Dear Kid,

    A smidgen more than fifteen years ago, you were brought into a world tempered by hormones and instinct, but bearing the earmarks of turmoil. There is no instruction manual (unless you subscribe to Dr. Spock's theory on parenting) or defining work that details the proper care and feeding of the newborn human and I think it is a fair assessment to say that we survived largely by trial and error, borrowed experience, and our own, limited experience. You were a beautiful baby, absolutely beautiful. You were perfect with your fair skin, ten tiny fingers, light brown hair, and bluer-than-blue eyes, one of the most striking statements of your father's paternity. You made my transition from adolescence to adulthood and motherhood unspeakably easy and there aren't enough words in any known language to express my gratitude. Our cooperative education began before you took your first breath and will continue to my last. You have taught me more than the dozens of professional educators I have encountered and all those I have yet to encounter.

    Mother's Day is the day set aside for reverence to our mothers. While I appreciate the opportunity to, in very small and inadequate ways, thank my mother for all she's done for me, I would be remiss in not acknowledging you. You are a reflection of me as much as I am of you. We have grown together, these last fifteen years, and you continue to shape my hopes and dreams, even as I encourage yours. You have, quite simply, made me the mother I am. Though imperfect, you have driven me to strive for some reasonable facsimile thereof. I will not achieve this goal, but know that I am trying to be the best mother I can be for you. Without you, my life would be radically different. Everything we have and everything we are working toward can be entirely credited to you.

    Thank you for coming about when I needed you most and being such an awe-inspiring presence in our lives.

    I love you, kiddo.
    ~AE-Mom


    Dear Voice,

    Our DNA meshes well, don't you think?

    In fact, we mesh well.

    Thank you for being the yin to my yang and sharing... well, everything.

    I'd sing your praises, but this post is cutting into our pre-sleep activities and... This girl has priorities.

    I love you!
    ~AE

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